These Pages - Chris Pureka

These Pages - Chris Pureka
Oh there you are
It's so good to see you
It's so good to see you
Standing right at my door
I wish you could stay
Wellhow's your girlfriend
How's that going
She never liked me
Oh i wish you could stay
It might be an ordinary day
But it seems like more than that to me
Lines of my forehead
From trying to thread the needle of this idea
Without letting you know it
If you said i could
I'd throw the maps right out the window
Take the longest way home
So i change the subject
And i put on my best smile
So you won't notice
So you won't notice what's wrong
So don't you ask me
No please don't ask me
'Cause i don't dare tell you
Exactly what's on my mind
It might be an ordinary day
But it seems like more than that to me
I've gathered these pages
Of words left unspoken
Letters i didn't send you
Would fall right from my fingers
If you said i could
Put my hands where i want to
Set fire to the bedroom
If you said i could
Put it all out on the table
Throw the maps right out the window
Oh there you are
It's so good to see you
It's so good to see you
I wish you could stay